[[Welcome! OK, so I noticed that Asian Quickies is getting a lot of views, which makes me very happy. Thank you, those who have reviewed the quickies!

This time, I think I'm going to try my hand at a mystery/comedy/horror. I don't know if this will suck or not (haha, suck...) so bear with me, here. This is based on a Chinese folk tale monster, with some added elements from the song "Jiangshi Panic" by Ginsuke feat. Hatsune Miku. I advise you look up the song (or Oriental Mind, is that doesn't work) to set the mood.

This will contain an OC of mine, Miss Orleans-san.

This might be a three-shot. Not sure. Anyway.

Hetalia doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Hidekaz Himaruya-sensei.

The song "Jiangshi Panic" doesn't belong to me, it belongs to Rin Ginsuke/Ocelot.

New Orleans does belong to me. She will enter the story next part, , please!]]

China walked through the woods, his eyes on the bright full moon above. It was a cool night, and after a long day of arguing and stress at the world meeting, he kind of needed a little alone time.

He sighed. "Why does everyone fight so much, aru?" He shook his head, and growled slightly. "I sometimes wish I could be left alone for a little while with no distractions...not like that will happen soon..."

Just as he began to relax, a rustle sounded behind him. He whipped around, cautious. "Korea?"

Another rustle.

"Who's there, aru? Taiwan? Hong Kong? This isn't funny, aru! Come out!" China said sternly, but his voice was high.

There was no more sound.

China sighed. "Hmph, I'm probably just anxious from all the madness today, aru. Stress does make you paranoid sometimes, aru." Nodding to himself, he turned to go back to his house.

Then, it struck.

Something very large jumped onto China, slamming him into the ground. The thing was very humanoid, until China felt it sink long fangs into China's shoulder.

"GET OFF, ARU!" China screamed, wrenching the thing off his shoulder and pulling out his wok, slamming the thing back into the trees. The thing seemed disoriented, then retreated back into the bamboo forest.

China felt dizzy and hyper as he slowly went back to his house, bumping into trees and constantly tripping as he held his bleeding shoulder. There must have been a kind of poison in those fangs, aru…but what, I'm not sure…

China used his good hand to push open the door, where he was greeted with the sight of Hong Kong watching TV.

"Hey, sensei," Hong Kong said nonchalantly until he saw the state China was in. "Whoa. What happened?"

"I was…walking in the forest, aru…" gasped China, still gripping his shoulder. "Something came out and bit me, aru…it had…some sort of poison in it…I need some help, aru…"

Hong Kong, though while being the snarky China-annoying teen he was, wouldn't let his "mother" go without some first aid.

About ten minutes later, Hong Kong was bandaging China's arm in the bedroom.

"Those were some pretty bad bite-marks," he said as he wrapped the gauze around China's shoulder. "What got you?"

"I don't know, aru," said China, trying to clear his thoughts. "It seemed like a person but I couldn't tell from how it was thrashing, aru. It was weird, aru."

"Hey," said Hong Kong, a small smirk on his face. "Maybe it's one of those weird legends you always try and fail to scare me with."

"Very funny, aru. Har har har."

Hong Kong finished the bandages and tossed them back into the kit. "There. Done."

China said nothing. He looked like he was watching something in the middle of the room, but when Hong Kong turned to see what it was, there was nothing there. "Sensei…?"

China perked and said, "It's nothing, aru. Just feel dizzy." He actually felt a little more than dizzy.

Hong Kong gave China that look that basically read, "I'm searching your soul for lies." China let him stare, until Hong Kong walked out, saying "Whatev."

China laid back on the bed, falling asleep in an instant.

Hetalia, aru!

The next morning, bad things started happening.

Hong Kong was reading his Explosions Monthly on the floor, as Korea jumped up and down on the couch in boredom.

"I'm…so…freaking…BORED…da…ze!" he chanted as he bounced.

"Do you mind? I'm trying to ignore you." Hong Kong didn't look up from his magazine.

"Oh, stop being a stick in the mud, da ze. I wish something cool would happen!"

"Why don't you go bug Taiwan or something?"

"That's boring, da ze! She's too smart for me."

"And that's my problem because…?" Hong Kong turned onto his back and gave Korea that "I'm-onto-you" look.

Korea decided to shut up until further notice. That is, until China walked into the room.

Scratch that. Staggered into the room.

Hong Kong did a double take and Korea fell off the couch.

Now, it was usual for China to look sleepy or have his hair messy or none of the above when he got up in the morning. But this was nothing like it: China's hair was messy and untied, and looked half-asleep as it is. He was eerily pale and there were dark shadows under his eyes.

"Holy…" Korea began.

"What in the name of Jackie Chan happened to you?" Hong Kong asked, his often-stoic expression suddenly showing surprise.

"It's okay, aru…just had a rough night, aru…" China walked into the room and tripped over a video game box, falling flat on his face with a THUD.

"ANIKI!"

"I'm good, aru~" China said dreamily as he laid there.

Korea got up and took China from under his shoulders and brought him back up. "Aniki~! What in the world, no pun intended, made you turn into a lazy bum, da ze?"

"Yeah," added Hong Kong. "I know you better than anyone and I could tell this is, like, WAAAAY out of character for you, sensei."

"Don't fret, aruuu~" China cooed. "I just need to wake up, that's it." He then proceeded to rise out of Korea's arms and start walking towards the kitchen, where he slipped on the mat and hit the floor again.

Korea made an "are-you-freaking-kidding-me-da-ze" face while Hong Kong facepalmed.

Hetalia, da ze!

Korea and Hong Kong slammed China's door behind them. "That was super freaky, da ze."

"You're the one who wanted excitement."

"Not that kind of excitement, da ze!"

Hong Kong rolled his eyes. "Well, let's quit acting like dorks and look at the task at hand. Apparently, there is something very, very wrong with Sensei."

"Hmm…well, what could we do?"

Hong Kong pondered on that. If China was just having a rough night like he said, then why was he acting so weird? China did have nightmares sometimes, like about war or Japan or something like that. Then, he'd probably be out of sorts for a while, but not to the point of being delirious.

Strange.

"Let's leave him alone for now," said Hong Kong. "We'll see what goes. If he's not better, we'll start worrying. Kay?"

Korea nodded.

[[Part one over. Review, please.]]